As Leonardo had himself pronounced, who better than a mountebank to teach of the perils awaiting the unwary? Who better than a wastrel to demonstrate the worth of thrift? And who could instruct better in the matter of affections than one who had thrown them away? ‘If he had loved me,’ she said, in the flat tone she had learned to use to conceal her vulnerable heart, ‘he would have left me at Remenham House to live a life of an English lady. John spent the first weeks of summer backpacking in Europe, and she heard occasional news from Michelle of his whereabouts. But after that it was easy. My engagement at the ‘Garrick’ terminates Saturday week, and then I am free. ‘I will make certain that we are unobserved. After what seemed like an eternity he turned right onto a dirt road that ended unceremoniously at a copse of leafless trees.
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